#im just tired all the time and want to zone out to games

[orcelito]

Flossing my teeth and getting in the gums like Yes I'm going to get a good grade in dental care. Which is normal to want and possible to achieve.

[bahrtofane]

i dont want to leave

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When Jude finds himself slipping from your life. He chooses to leave it completely, for your sake. 

Jude x reader 

Word count - 700+

Watch it - angst angst and angst 

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Judes first appearance to your modest little apartment in months turns into him begging and pleading for you to find someone better. 

Someone who doesn't make you wait all day for a reply, someone who isnt in 3 time zones in one day, someone who has time.

Jude has many things, many luxuries and commodities that fill his home and surround his daily life. Fame and fortune that follow him, recognition. Riches.  

Time is not one of them. between games just about every other day, events and press appearances, media days and content recording. He is exhausting every second of his day.

He knows he's not making enough time for you. And now he's begging for you to move on  

Sitting cross legged on your couch, in red and black plaid pj pants and a hoodie he grabbed from his hamper. He made his way to you as soon as he could. Even if it meant after doing a virtual interview from his room, he grabbed his wallet and keys, sprinting out the door.

“Please…” he tries again. His eyes droop and he can not pick them up to face you. Can not meet your gaze. His eye bags look horrid and his skin is taking on a sickly sheen you saw last when he came down with the flu. 

You shake your head, “Jude. listen to what you're saying. You want me to leave because you're busy?”

“I'm saying I'm not good to or for you. I'm never around. I barely reply. I forget things. I never know what you're up to or what's going on. Im shit. And you don't deserve that.” he tries again, keeping his head down and picking at his nails. 

“But I love you. Busy or not.” you sigh.

“And I love you. So much that you have to let me go.” 

“I don't want to leave you,” you cross your arms.

He rubs his eyes. Its been back and forth like this for what feels like an hour now. This will get nowhere if he simply lets this continue. 

He slides a leg from under him, swinging it against your couch, “then I will.”

Your face morphs into one of pain, but he knows you can't keep living like this. He can't keep making false promises and hurting you. No matter how many times you say it's okay. He was late to your birthday for fucks sake. He doesn't know your friends names, do you even still watch that show? He's losing who you are and it's no one's fault but his own. 

He scoots to you, gently taking your hands in his, “I know you'll find someone who treats you the way you need. And I'm sorry I couldn't.”

Tears begin to swell in your eyes, lip trembling as you shake your head, “you can't,” you cry out weakly. But it's too late. 

“I'm sorry,” he whispers, getting up from his seat and gently closing the door behind him, with a little too much force than intended.

The little framed picture of the two of you that hangs on the wall next to the door shakes and wobbles. It only makes you cry harder. 

You remember that day. He took you to the fair, buying you all the stupid food you could ever want. (the deep fried ice cream gave you a run for your money in the bathroom). He won every prize at those silly games. Even if it took him 50 tries and a whole lotta cash to do so. 

There was a little man walking around with a polaroid camera. A sign reading “$2 for a picture” painted in bright green lettering hanging from an old withered string around his neck.

You took 4. 

Your favorite, the one on the wall, stares back at you mockingly. Hands held together while your heads are thrown back, soft yellow and pink light from the ferris wheel behind you painting your faces. You'll need to take that down you suppose.

You want to scream, but instead only tears fall. Can he see he's the one that's meant for you? Busy or not, forgetful, tired, moody, cranky. You love him through it all. Can he see that?

You try to call him, blinking away the tears as you fish your phone from your pocket.  Pressing on the screen harshly and putting it on speaker, but they all go to voicemail. You suppose that's that.

His first visit in months. And he's never coming back. 

[koostarcandy]

hold on

summary: a night where jungkook just wants to give, give and give and he wants you to realize that you can take it all.

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: fluff, established relationship, tw! mentions of sickness, oc is sick and koo just wants to take care of her :((

a/n: because im terribly sick and i need a koo :] okty for reading byeeeee <3 inspired by new years day :)))

jungkook squeezes your hand when you wrap your arms around him. he glances at your zoned out state in the rear view mirror, your sunken eyes visible through the helmet's protective glass. you force your eyes into crescents when you lock gazes, wrapping your arms around him even more tighter. you gesture at the bright green light, prompting him to get home as quickly as possible.

he had mentioned your voice being croakier and your frequent intake of warm fluids. you blamed it on the change of weather, ignoring the fact you were working overtime again. he pointed out your headaches overstaying their welcome, noticing the painkillers from the medicine box disappearing quickly. for instance, this morning, you stifled coughs and said your incessant sneezing was because of the temperature of the aircon. you kissed him goodbye and promised to be back on time for samgyeopsal and soju night.

there was a faint inkling of your monthly tradition not happening but jungkook pushed it aside, putting it on his never-ending worry for your vulnerability to common colds and sore throats. he expected the phone call from you to remind him to stock up on apples and bananas, not you sniffling and asking him quietly if he could pick you up. legitimately dropping everything he had at the moment, firm yet gentle voice telling you to hold on.

"feeling feverish, darling? should i get out our winnie blanket?"

you smile at him referring to your favourite childhood blanket as his own too, lifting your head to look at his concerned face. you nod, not trusting your voice at the moment. jungkook gets the big blanket in minutes, tucking you in almost immediately. after his nimble fingers finish wrapping you up, you lean your forehead to his chest, tired eyes closing at the sudden lull of warmth.

"soup, my love? it'll soothe your throat and your cold," he asks after a while of quiet cuddling. you shake your head and clear your throat, "just give me the fever reducer and i'll just sleep it off, koo."

his gentle features turn stoic slowly, miffed at the fact you're pushing away your sickness like an irritating strand of hair. jungkook reluctantly pulls away from you, kissing your forehead and promising to be back in a few. you figure he's gone to get the pill like you asked, closing your eyes to give yourself a bit of shutdown for a while.

your beloved walks back to you fast asleep, finally. you're adorable in the way you're wrapped, your overworked body getting some rest after a long time. jungkook puts the soup he made in a flask, keeping the warm water and tablet aside. he slips under the covers with you, lips brushing against your heated forehead. cradling your head to his chest, he too follows you slowly into dreamland.

"koo, it's unnecessary, i really don't-"

"shush, you're beginning to sound like a frog and not the kermit way."

jungkook doesn't understand why you're practically pushing him away when he tries to take care of you. he eventually gets you to finish the soup and the toasted bread you requested for. carefully taking the tablet out of it's plastic packaging and pouring the right amount of water, he finds your back turned towards him, suddenly interested in your wallpaper.

knowing that gentle words won't get him anywhere, he shifts you so you're facing him and sitting up, fingers swiping lazily while playing subway surfers. jungkook pauses the game, practically shoving the warm glass tumbler into your hand. silently popping the tablet and chugging the warm water, you hand the glass back, waiting until his focus is back on you again.

"its getting late, you can go back home, you know that, right?"

"i'm still not leaving," he looks at you, "no matter how many times you try to subtly hint it."

"you don't have to do this," you hold his large hands for comfort.

"but i want to," he says resolutely, "i want to make sure you get better and see that you do nothing while being this sick."

jungkook leans his forehead on yours, eyes closing and letting out a sigh of relief when he feels the decreasing heat from you. he kisses your nose, pulling you into his lap.

"i know that you had to do all this on your own but that's not happening anymore, i won't let that happen."

he lifts your chin so you're looking at his galaxy-like eyes, "let me take care of you, please. you did the same and more when i was in your place and now it's my turn. hold onto me, sweetheart." he cups your cheek, his soft lips pressing kisses on your head, "i love you so much, angel."

you want to verbalize your thoughts, tell him that it means so much to you that he's willingly taking care of you. that it's heartwarming he'd rather stay at home with you instead of going out for abit of weekend fun. you're falling deeper for him and you trust him enough to catch you.

you hope and pray that he doesn't become someone you have to walk past in a busy street, heart hurting when he's far gone. you hope you're always there when he turns to you when he's at his happiest and that your arms are always open when the path he takes becomes too long. you find it extremely hard to tell this to him so you hope it permeates into him when you say,

"i love you and i'll always hold on for you."

pt time: @armys-dna ; @junsai-tree ; @soobhyun ; @shatzkrinslinzki ; @jinsquishes ; @cherishoshi ; @fragmentof-indifference ; @indgio ; @jjkeverlast ; @parkdatjimin

[paigestrufru]

Oh really ~ paige bueckers

pairing: paige bueckers x reader

might make a part 2?? (Prolly not cus im nervous im gonna get hate cus of how bad this is😭😭)

Warnings: language, suggestive, y/n use

AT PRACTICE you were all practicing simple shots and defense but like normal coach was being tough on you he could tell you were slacking and he knew you could do better.

“Y/N come here” coach said you pass the ball to Nika while you head towards him when your standing infront of him he asks “whats up with you today your missing easy shots” in your mind you already knew what he was about to say “im sorry coach im just tired” he rolls his eyes at this “ well looks like you need to start getting more sleep and less partying” crap how does he know i went out last night “ what have i told u about coming to practice hungover” he says giving you a stare” “im so sorry coach wont happen again” you say basically begging for him to not give u laps “2 laps now Y/N and make them fast” you sigh starting to run around the court.

As you start your laps u hear a familiar voice laughing you turn your head mid lap and see paige laughing at you, you roll your eyes while flicking her off and continue running coach blows his whistle and says “paige and Y/N your both staying after practice and putting up equipment since this is funny” paige pouts at this and u laugh.

After practice your running around collecting the basketballs while paige is grabbing the racks “so you went out last night” you hear paige say you rub your forehead not wanting to talk about it “ yeah it was my friends birthday” paige raised and eyebrow at this “and you thought it would be a good idea to come to practice hungover” you roll your eyes “ what was I supposed to do skip?!” You ask while putting the basketballs on the racks “ nah just now it makes sense why you were missing easy shots” paige says laughing “ oh cmon i could make those shots on you anyday” you say jokingly “oh really” paige looks at you while passing you a basketball, you looking confused but then accept the challenge

After a few minutes or so you and paige were throwing around a couple shots or so and she was definitely winning but still wanted to go easy on you because of your different skills. By any means you weren’t a bad player at all but compared to paige bueckers she blew you out the water but you both had different strong suits.

30 minutes later you and paige had wrapped up yalls game and started to finish cleaning “so i thought you could make those shots on me any day?” paige says while packing up her gym bag “really p?”she chuckles at this “you knew i was joking” you say rolling your eyes “yeah but i still had to prove you wrong” paige says while looking at you “oh really?” you reply while looking back at her “yeah oh really” Paige says while slowly waking towards you, when she gets infront of you she looks you up and down with those blue eyes but this time they have something behind them something you have never seen or felt. “you okay ma you staring pretty hard” she says breaking the loud silence then you realize you have been death staring her the complete whole time, you were so caught up with how good she looked u had zoned out of reality. When you look back up at her she is still looking at you just this time directly into your eyes “hush paige” you reply chuckling “i bet ill be the one saying that to you next time” you hear her say under her breath “what was that?” you ask “you heard me ma” she replies while backing up to grab her bag and walks out the door of the gym.

[saesins]

IZZYYYYY suguru helping an overstimmed reader. This is the first thing that came to mind hope ur doing well ml 🫶

HI POOKIE PIE TYSM FOR REQUEST

geto suguru x gn!reader

(lmk if you find any fem prns, and if yok do im sorry in advance)

cws: overstimulation, very brief crying, reqder wears geto's clothes, shoko and gojo sre mentioned, like one kiss

a/n: im sorry if any of them seems inaccurate, this is just from me personally, for how i prefer to desl with my overstimulation. if you want any other versions, feel free to request, and request snything else as well as lkng as it follows my rq rules. pls like n rblg since i get my writing motivation from your interactions

'y/n? where are you?' the text from suguru reads.

you were on gojo's bedroom floor, sitting with your knees pulled to your chest, a few tears staining your cheeks. you couldn't reply to him, so you just left him on opened. when you started zoning out, you heard knocking on the door.

suguru's head peeked in, his eyes meeting yours. when he looked at you, he let out a sigh as if he was holding a breath, and his eyes softened. he closed the door behind him, locking it as he walked up to you.

"are you okay? can I sit here?" you nodded, and he sat next to you. he brushed some hair out of your face with his fingers, his touch featherlight. you're pretty sure he knows what's wrong right now. you're overstimulated. suguru wraps his arm around your shoulders, gently pushing your head to lay on him.

today was a pretty long and tiring day. you were called out on missions and had barely any breaks, constantly having to talk to people and move from place to place. when it was over, you were exhausted. you just wanted to go to your room and take a nap, but satoru didn't. he invited all 4 of you 2nd years to his dorm for a game and movie night, and you didnt want to turn down so you changed and went to his dorm too.

after a few minutes of you and suguru sitting there in silence, sometimes hearing shoko and gojo screaming at the tv, suguru lightly tapped your shoulder to make you open your eyes. "have you showered yet?" you shook your head no. you wanted to hurry to gojo's dorm when you got back to the school. but you really wanted a shower. you felt sticky.

suguru stood up, holding his hand out to pull you up after him. "do you wanna go clean up then go to bed?" you shook your head no this time. even with how you felt right now, you didn't want to leave. you just needed to cool down a bit. "alright, would you prefer to shower here and stay a bit more? that's fine too" you nodded. "i'll go get you some clothes, wait for me okay?"

you sat down on the bed while waiting for him. suguru always knew what you wanted. he knew what was wrong, he knew how to help. he never bombarded you, and he was always so gentle when taking care of you. you were on your phone when he came back into the room. by now, you had calmed down a bit and was feeling way better than before. suguru had brought you some of your clothes, but one of his shirts. your favourite one. you smiled at him "thank you".

suguru left the room to give you space to change and relax a bit more if you needed it. he told you to text if you wanted him to come back. you were feeling way better now, having showered and brushed your hair. after lying in gojo's bed for a bit and watching tiktoks, you message suguru.

he almost immediately comes and knocks on the door and comes in. "something wrong?" you shake your head no. "thank you, suguru" you say, walking up to him and smiling at him. his eyes that previously had a hint of worry once again softened as he pulled you into his embrace. "it's okay baby, I love you, alright?" you nodded once again "I'm ready to go back outside now"

even though you were ready to go back, you still didnt yet make an effort to leave his embrace. after staying like that for a minute, suguru pulled away, kissing your forehead, then your lips before leading you outside. he always knew how to help you.

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[mschimdt]

unbelievable

recom!quaritch +recom!mansk x recom!reader

oneshot

very poorly written, dk how many words so bare w me

1579 words

you were at recom training with wuaritch and the others, you needed the training because your avatar bodies are still pretty weak and in need of excersise and muscle.

the training was around 3 hours long which meant theres about 40 minutes left you were all running around the court like maniacs, the last part of the training was basketball because its a really good sport for your physicall health

quaritch put us in 2 teams so we can play basketball against eachother, my team consisted of z dog, mansk, prager , and lyle and the other team had walker, lopez, ja, and quaritch, you were surprised to see that he joined on the game because he never usually participates when hes training you and the others, he usually trains himself at the gym

the game finished after you scraped your knee just 4 minutes into the match, no one complained because none of them wanted to play anyways, so they just left.

you started walking towards the medical clinic to clean the scrape because you cant risk an infection because this body costs 5 billion dollars

the human nurses run away terrified for some reason, you order one to come amd help and she does come but shes shaking, she stood there for a few minutes staring at the floor and shaking and you were getting pretty tired of this so you finally spoke up to the little human "can you clean this up?" you were met with silence until you heard her speak "y-yeah sorry i zoned o-out" she walks over to the shelves and grabs some iodine aswell as cotton pads and a big bandaid, she cleans your knee and wraps it with the bandaid "thanks" you say and she looks up and nods

you stand up and leave and head to the cafeteria because you needed to eat since you havent eaten for 4 hours and your naavi body isnt like your human one, you sit down on the recoms table, the only spot being between mansk and quaritch, so you had to take it

you brought your food and sat next to the big blue men,it was arpund 4 pm now and you wanted to finish your food to take a nap, you rarely get oppurtunities to take naps these days because of the missions you have

mansk finished his food, unintentionaly putting his hand on your thigh, he didnt notice his hand was on your thigh, or maybe he did?

he was talking to lyle while his hand was under the table rubbing your thigh, so he did notice, he did it on purpose

quaritch then saw what was happening under the table and he decided to put his hand on your other thighx it wasnt unusual that quaritch does these things but it was the first time mansk did something like this

i couldny help the heat between my legs, soon enough i could smell myself and im pretty sure the others smelt me too, it was embarassing being horny whike with your friend

you noticed their noses twitching which means they must have smelled you, you devided that it was enough and that you were going to leave before anything embarassing happened

youmoved your thighs from under their hands and turned your chwir around and stood up

you started walking away until you heard quaritch speak,"where ya goin'?" you let out a nervous chuckle "o-oh um i need to go do a few things" quaritch stood up " im coming with ya'" you were getting even more nervous when you were walking around bridgehead trying to find something to do because you didnt want to take quaritch to your room,

"you know i can smell you right?" quaritch spoke and laughed after, blush appearing on your face you let out a inaudible "oh" "if you want me to help you youve got to speak up sweetheart, just say you want me to help and ill help you" quaritvh said still following you around bridgehead, you started walking towards your room and as your hand hut the doorknob to open it you said " please help me " "sure thing sweetheart"

you locked the door, the moment it clicked you were lifted up and thrown onto your bed, quaritch hovered over you and kissed your cheek, but something had to ruin the moment

there was a knocking at the door, you got up and opened it while quaritch was laying on your bed, it was mansk "uhmm im looking for the colonel i saw him heading in here, lyle wants to speak to him" quaritch got off the bed and headed to the door "well it can wait, tell lyle to wait" "whyre you in y/ns room, anyway colonel" quaritch looked mad while he spoke to mansk "long story, its none of your buisness unless you want to join" wuaritch let a small smirk onto his face

"join what? oh i see" mansk walked inside with a devilish smirk slapped across his face, similar to quaritchs he walked inside quickly grabbing you and throwijg you onto your bed once again, quaritch walked over and started kissing your neck while mansk attached his lips to yours soon turning into a sloppy makeout session while quaritch was marking you all over, you felt a tug at your top, you pulled away from mansk and sat up to pull your top off your head, you werent wearing anything under lucky for them, mansk moved to your necj and started adding his own marks to your bruised neck

both the men quickly followed and took their tanktops off revealing their defined bodys, you would have never guessed these meb were in their 40s and 50s as humans if you were never told, they looked majestic and you couldnt deny it

mansk quickly took quaritch's place, running his hands all over you while having a heated makeout session, quaritch was busy unbuckling your belt, one he finally unbuckled it, he pulled your pants down, you were wearing a red pair of panties

quaritch kissed inbetween your legs while shuffling to get his own pants off, mansk pulled away and worked on getting your shirt over your head

finally your shirt was off, you wrrent wearing a bra so your tits were on full display, mansk took no time getting to work sucking and massaging your delicate nipples, quaritch on the other hand was spreading your legs open grinding his clothed erection against your throbbing cunt

you finally had enough, you needed one of them inside you right now, you sat up slightly and pulled your red panties off, quaritch noticed your movements and pulled his boxers off, his hard on springing out of his pants

it was huge you didnt know if it would even fit, he was large even for a naavi man, mansk followed and noe you were all naked, mansk pulled away when he felt quaritch shuffling you onto your stomache pulling you into a doggy style position, mansk stood infront of you while wuaritch was behind you

mansk leaned down and kissed your lips "think you can take it?" he said in a worried tone, you nodded, quaritch was grinding his erection into your flaps, he finally held his cock inorder to position it with your tight cunt, he knew you could take it

mansk on the other hand had his tip on your lips, waiting patiently for you to take him, you opened your mouth and let mansk in, you slowly tried to take his entire cock, you ended up only being able to take half of it, he didnt mind

suddenly quaritch entered you, without a warning, once he was balls deep he stopped, mansk was fucking your face and quaritch was stroking your hair waiting for you to give him a sign that he could move

you pushed bacjk ahainst his dick and he took that as a sign to start moving, he started off slow, after a few seconds he couldnt take it anymore, he started fucking your throbbing stretched cunt has hard as he could

you were getting fucked from both sides and you wouldnt complain, you moaned against mansks dick, mansk let out whimpers while quaritch grunted

your legs were starting to shake and you were getting close, the other men clearly close to their orgasm too, their thrusts were getting sloppy and unirganised

"oh shit i-im gonna cum" quaritch said followed by a grunt, "m-me too" mansk said trying to not whimper as much because it wasnt very man like

you came first, you vame onto quaritchs cock, he was still going and it was over simulating you, quaritch finally came and manssk followed, you swallowed mansks cum, quaritch pulled out, a thin string of white liquud connecting his cock sith your hole

he saw his fluid dripping out of you and he stucj to fingers in your hole pushing the liquid back in

your hands gave away and you plotted onto the bed, quaritch layed to your right and mansk to your left, you could feel mansj looking for the blanket, once he finally found it he pulled it over the three of you kissing your forehead, quaritch did the same after him

you were sandwitchrd inbetween 2 huge blue men and you didnt mind, you quite liked it, you knew you were going to have a limp the next morning but you couldnt care less

[peasthedumb]

Mini vent (dw, nothing serious, basically just complaints. It’s written kinda long so there’s a tldr)

[tl;dr]: I’m staying over at my youngest brothers caravan for a week, and I REALLY REALLY want to go home because I feel REALLY uncomfortable, unsafe and trapped and out of place, but I’m 4 hours on a train from home and it would break his heart to try leave early.

So, context: my idea of fun is chilling with my comfort group of family humans. We sit, we don’t talk, maybe me and my oldest brother watch a game we both like, his girlfriend plays sims, I play my own games, it’s real chill, real fun. We don’t go outdoors or do extravagant things or have to host and please- we literally just do nothing. It’s great.

So what am I complaining about? My other younger brother, lives by the sea, super autistic (diagnosed), really extroverted, being hugely silly. Hes 10 years older so he loves me as his baby sister (I’m definitely more mature than him). So anyway he’s been feeling lonely lately living away from the whole family and he just got a new caravan with his new gf, so he wanted me to come over for a few weeks. I do not want to leave my comfort zone, but eh, it’s good for him, I agree to one week. So anyway, yeah, it’s hell.

3 days and I’m already worn to the bone, he needs constant entertaining, wants to do something every day, his girlfriend is coming back tomorrow and it’s gonna be 10x worse. She seems lovely but with all due respect, I’ve never met her before, and my brother is already pushing the edge of my comfort bubble. Everyone is very very lax and chill and touchy, which is fine, exept I’m a super terrified asexual, and the amount of fucking times I’ve had hands on my waist or hips and obviously it’s all casual and chill but it’s SO uncomfortable, and I don’t have a bed, or any normal comforts, and everyone is different here, and I just want to go home. I really really want to go home, like really really. I miss home, I’m homesick, I want my people back, the pets, my bedroom and safe space, Ive cried every day I’ve been here, I just feel so tired and uncomfortable and unsafe, and it’s an entire 4 hour train back, so it’s not even like I can just pop over, or ask for someone to come get me.

Im fucking at stranded in the middle of nowhere with nobody, nothing, nowhere of comfort, and I cannot express just how much I want to go home. I feel so uncomfortable and tired.

But my brother , super autistic, has been SO exited to have me, and he’s SUPER exited about me meeting his gf and bringing her into the family group, and he’s loving having me here, and he’s been SO sad leading up to this because he misses me and the family. I’m actually trapped, I just want to go home.

[finnyphcntom]

notorious.

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chapter two : combos

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He remembers his young days, walking into this very gas station way past his curfew with Aiden. He’d walk right in and buy him one big blue raspberry slushie, and then grab whatever snack he was craving that night. It was typically combos. He fucking loved combos.

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Fucking shit.

He was tired, exhausted even. He knew Dandelion was fun to talk to but shit, not that fun.

'+1 xxx-xxx-xxxx : geralt got baxk with me the party is at 6 but everyone showsbup late to shit like that so meet me at 7'

'+1 xxx-xxx-xxxx : excited to see you, its been a while!'

The speedway parking lot was rather empty when Lambert put his car in park.

There were many things he swore by, and just as many things he swore by but didn't listen to. One of those things was stopping caffeine- effective probably never.

Not only did Dandelion keep him up, but he was just a tired grouchy man.

But he needed his energy today. He had to work a shitty 9-5, but after, he had a party to crash. Better expect pettiness of all that is petty. He's talking tables thrown, lies exposed…

He knew the location, the time, who all would be there. Its funny, actually, because Dandelion said Kiera's been there often.

But she hadn't. Lambert had asked her about it; if she knew anything. Each time she would go quiet as if trying to remember or think if she has, but would always answer no. The days of the party, she would be stuck at her business late or have something to do. So there was no way she would have been able to make it.

She always had something to do, near the end.

Isnt that funny? Never wanted to hang out with him, never went on dates, barely even responded to him, but sobbed when he left her. She begged him to stay, hell, even threw glassware at him- it made no sense in his rather walnut sized brain.

'lambert : hey do me a favor, dont tell geralt im going'

'lambert : or tbh anyone for that matter. i want it to be a complete surprise.'

'lambert : do that for me and consider me ur free ride of the night, will u princess?’

He slipped his phone into his pocket and got out of his car, walking into the speedway.

He remembers his young days, walking into this very gas station way past his curfew with Aiden. He’d walk right in and buy him one big blue raspberry slushie, and then grab whatever snack he was craving that night. It was typically combos. He fucking loved combos.

Aiden first put him on the snack, Lambert thinking they were incredibly… “mid.” But after trying different flavors, he realized he was literally obsessed with the pizza flavors. They were a snack sent by the heavens, a gift from god himself.

But man, how he missed Aiden. Grief never ends, never goes away. Lambert lost maybe more than half of him when he received that phone call that night from Aiden’s mother. Everyday was the same- no more two in the morning gas station runs and getting high behind said gas station. No more skipping highschool classes to hang out in the bathrooms.

He could never again eat combos.

Life was the same. He finds someone he clicks with, gets attached to them way to quick then someone like him should, its good for a while, and then it ends. Doesn't matter how that ending comes about, it still ends.

And every single day he works this shit ass nine to five. He comes back and does the same farm work, plays the same game. He could really use a switch up, but how?

A ding from his phone causes him to realize that he's standing there, just ominously staring at the red bull fridge. If he had a nickel for every time his phone is the mediator between him and his weirdly timed zone-outs, he would have… plenty of nickels, actually.

‘dandelion : oh, what kind of ride we talkin? ;)’

‘dandelion : is your passenger seat taken? morning btw ^^ i fell asleep’

Lambert's response was shamefully immediate. And oh yeah, he saved Dandelions contact.

‘lambert : never ta ken when its you, princess’

‘lambert : and im talkin bout the ride of your life baby’

His smile is the biggest it’s been in a while when he grabs two or three red bulls and heads to the self checkout.

He really, really wasn't used to this. What the fuck was he doing? Flirting was typically really hard for the guy, given he attempts to avoid any form of human interaction.

Dandelion doesn't answer, not even when he's paid and back in his car. Lambert has never been the most patient of people.

‘dandelion : uhhhhh what do i do if 3 of my tires are slashed?’

‘dandelion : i have a performance idk what to do should i call geralt?’

‘dandelion : geralt will just get mad tho and assume it was my ex’

He stared at his phone screen. According to Geralt, Dandelion’s ex is.. well, psychotic. Dandelion has had to move, stay nights with them, and get Geralt to scare the guy off on multiple occasions.

But he had work in approximately 23 minutes. He couldnt skip work, it was too late for him to call in. He would be in big trouble if he did so, there only being one other manager for the whole store. Not to mention, the paycut. His paycheck would be short, and he's got saving to do.

Geralt would likely get angry at him, too. He was always real big on making sure Lambert never socialized with Dandelion. Lambert was never really sure why.

Of course, there were a lot of reasons he speculated. Geralt knew Lambert would treat him better. Geralt knew Dandelion would like him better. Geralt knew that though antisocial, Lambert tended to form attachments quickly.

Years of abuse and neglect from a drunken father would do that to a guy, he supposes. Always getting attached, paranoid of random people. It was hard for him to trust.

He wasn't thinking. Wasn't thinking when he lifted his phone and tapped on it a few times.

“Hey, this is Lambert. Im letting you know I wont be making it in today. Im sorry.”

He hung up.

Did he really just do that?

‘lambert : hey, whats ur address?’

~~~~~~~~~

Dandelion looked just about ready to sob when he got in the car.

“I told you my performance is not until later.” Dandelion says, anxiously checking his surroundings. “I couldve- couldve arranged an uber. Or just not went. Its not really that important.”

This man was chronically insane. His ex slashes his tires in a location hes not supposed to know about? And he was just going to stay there?

“Clearly someone who isnt supposed to know you live here, well.. does. Its not safe for you to be here right now. We can… I dont know. Do you want to come to my place?” Lambert asked.

Dandelion shook his head no. He wasnt for Geralt knowing, wanting to avoid drama all together.

Lambert cracked open one of his redbulls, putting the car back in drive and pulling out of the driveway.

“Then, do you have parents to g-”

“No. Please, thank you, but no. Not them.” Dandelion says, clutching his seatbelt. “They don't really support my life right now.”

Lambert didn't need an explanation, driving down the road. He didn't have a girlfriend to waste money on, so he wasn't necessarily worried about wasting gas.

It was quiet for a bit, Dandelion giving himself a bit to calm down. When Lambert begins to question if they were going to talk at all, Dandelion speaks up.

“I like being a passenger princess. Being treated like royalty, which I deserve no less.” He says, smiling. “I am quite picky. Do you think you can keep up?”

Clearly, Lambert was really good at flirting with Dandelion before. It came naturally to him, flowing out of his mind like a river. So, clearly, he needed not to think before spewing out the best pick-up line you’ve ever heard,

“I- I uh- can, can keep you up.”

Okay that was bad. But rather worth it, if it weren't for the rupture of laughter that rang through the car.

“I'm focused on driving!” He exclaims, defensive manners strong in his words.

“You know, you and Geralt are similar.” Dandelion closes his eyes, and Lambert's heart drops. The shadow was back, coming for him, engulfing him, warming him and leading him astray. It was burning cold, sharp, an ache in his heart. A feeling he was tired, or even exhausted of. Geralt was a never-ending, constantly raising bar that he had to do hourly pullups on. Hourly reminders that he was not Geralt, the perfect golden child of the family.

“But you’re also so different. I'd go as far to say you’re nicer,” Dandelion starts, and Lambert's heart flutters. “And honestly? Better morals. More fun to be around. What im trying to say,” the shadow is shrinking, shiverling into a smaller fragment of what it once was, instead being replaced by the light that is this mans gorgeous fucking face, “I can definitely tell you were raised by the same man. But you’re also.. Your own person, and I like that.”

In the middle of the street, he put his car in park and grabbed both sides of Dandelions face, pressing his lips onto the soft, delicate lips of the sweet princess of sunshine he had sitting in the passenger seat of his car.. Dandelion climbs on top of him as they begin to make out.

Is what would happen if Lambert got everything he wanted. And if traffic laws were avoidable. And if he had tinted windows.

~~~~~~~~~

Dandelion was a performer, a rising one at that. Therefore, when Dandelion suggested he come watch his performance, there was no way in hell he could decline. He saw videos of him on almost any platform he had- covering songs, writing songs, his cute, smart little intros and outros. He was made to perform.

He was supposed to be covering a song today. It wasn't a concert or anything- he was hired to put on a show for an event at a club. It shouldn't be too crowded. It was a club, at 3pm. No way it’d be busy.

Boy was he wrong. Luckily, Dandelion was able to drag him to the front, right in the center. He winked and gave him a little wave, before he was off somewhere backstage.

Lambert stood there like a fool, a lost puppy if you will. He had never been the type for this, was not expecting this many people, and was overstimulated, and- holy shit, the lights just dimmed red. Like a deep, blood red.

There was a faint noise, like a sound kicking on. When music started, he visibly flinched. God, it was loud. The person next to them, seemingly recording, gave him a rather rude side eye.

The music stopped, and Dandelion walked out, wearing a rather oversized black sheer blouse- that fell perfectly over his porcelain shoulders.

“How are we doing tonight?” He says, smiling widely at the crowd in front of him.

The crowd just roared, causing Lambert to flinch again, but his body locked up when he made eye contact with Dandelion. The red lighting- a warm tone but god did Dandelion look so cold- sick as fuck.

“How am I?” He asked, pointing at himself. “Oh, I'm okay. I almost couldn't make it here. Valdo Marx slashed my tires.”

His ex was Valdo Marx? That ugly ass guy?

A loud set of ‘boo’s’ and ‘fuck him!’s’ ran through the crowd, as the beat started.

“Anyway, I decided to cover a Hozier song. You know, per request.” He winked.

“Just a little rush, babe.

To feel dizzy, to derail the mind of me.

Just a little hush babe,

Our veins are busy,

But my hearts in atrophy”

His eyes were wide. His heart was pounding. His heart rate was faster than the blue hedgehog in the games he’d play when he was little. The red lighting, his cheeky little intro about his ex. His even cheekier smile, the look of passion in his eyes.

Dandelion was a masterpiece.

“You and I, nursing on a poison that never stung,

Our teeth and lungs are lined with the scum of it,

Somewhere for this, death and guns

We are deaf, we are numb

Free and young and we can feel none of it”

Lambert realized the music really wasn't that loud anymore. No, it wasn't loud enough. Though still, with hands on the microphone stand, he was the best performer Lambert had ever seen. Okay, maybe he was a bit biased. That voice was a gift from heavy itself, though.

Why did he only now decide to pull out his phone and start recording? He didn't know. But he was.

“Something isn't right, babe

I keep catching little words,

But the meanings thin

Im somewhere outside my life, babe

I keep scratching but somehow, I can't get in

So we’re slaves to any semblance of touch,

Lord we should quit...

But we love it too much”

Dandelion seemed to see that Lambert was recording, and made direct eye contact with the man again. He watched as Dandelion’s hands ran up the microphone stand, slowly pulling the microphone out of its attachment, walking forward..

Slowly, Dandelion transitioned onto his knees, closer to the crowd. He held himself up with his free arm, his sheer blouse falling over his shoulder to reveal more of that porcelain skin to the needy, desperate people.

He was the so-called needy, desperate people.

“Darlin’, don't you, stand there watching,

Won't you

Come and save me from it?

Darlin’, don't you, join in, you’re supposed to

Drag me away from it.”

Now deciding to sit up, if anything he was leaning a little back, face full of emotion. He was too dumbfounded to read which emotion though. Just saw Dandelion, that pretty face, and pretty skin peeking through.

“Anyway to distract and sedate,

Adding shadows to the wall of the cave.”

Dandelion was able to pull off a mix of standing up and spinning as he repeated the chorus, singing with much more energy than the start. It probably had a word. Everything had a word. Lambert wasn't a master of music.

“I learned that song yesterday, just for you guys.” He said, winking. What comes next is a somehow, strangely handsome mixture between a pant and a laugh.

“I think I’m going to go to a gas station and get a redbull and some combos after this one, what about you guys?”

And as the cheer and roars erupt, he's stuck there.

Combos.

[embersflame]

Part 17

It was a good thing you had one more day off work you were absolutely exhausted as soon as Eddie left you spread all over the bed hoping to get some really nice sleep no snoring from Eddie no alarms blaring telling it was time for work and off you dozed off enjoying the most peaceful restful sleep of your life maybe too good as you woke up around 3 when Chris arrived home from school Carla dropped him off but not before checking in on you with you didn’t answer the door “im so sorry I guess I was just really comfortable and lost track of time I hope it doesn’t mess up my sleep schedule cuz I have a 24h shift tomorrow”

“No worries y/n just making sure Chris wasn’t left home alone”

“Yeah thank you would you like to stay for dinner Eddie’s bringing pizza home”

“I would love to but to today y/n you got your rest now I need mine”

You both laughed “that seems fair well thank you for the wake up call and bringing Chris home”

….. you Chris decided to got on a walk to work up an appatie until Eddie pulled up while you where resting in the porch steps Chris practically ran to him

“Dad dad where the pizza we are hungry”

You joined them ruffling Chris hair while interagated Eddie

“Yeah Ed’s we have been working up an appetite out here we are starving”

You said dramatically falling to the floor and Chris joining while landing on top of you laughing

“Bucks coming over so I put him in charge”

Speaking of the devil he pulled up

“Buck” Chris yelled while you helped him get up from your position wanting to go hug Buck and help him with the food you sat there watching him eggarly take the drinks

Holding your hands out so Eddie could help you up you both followed buck and Chris into the house you put on a movie Chris loved because it was a treat today you were all going to be eating in the living room one of Chris favorite things because he could play video game immediately after which now that buck was here you had evan teams and it’s was bound to get wild

…

After so many rounds and playful agreements and Chris was getting tired

“Come on Chris I’ll put you to bed say goodnight to dad and buck” you helped him to his room and tucked him in and read him a story you head back to chat with the boys but while they were talking you started to zone off

“I think I need to head to bed I’m starting to doze off goodnight buck”

You hugged him and headed to sleep not content with the amount you received even if it was a lot

[candy8448]

Playing tp for the first time!

Goron mines

So i just did the goron mines dungeon and ITA SO BORING

WHAT IS THIS

Its just following a path FOR TWO HOURS

A VERY BORING PATH OH MY I HATED THIS

And then i got to the boss room, that requires you go travel across the entire dungeon again to get to.

And i started it.

And guess what?

It took me too long to figure out what i was meant to do, and by the time i did, i ran outta arrows

So i didnt wanna die and use oocoo to go to the shop outside and spend my rupees.

So i thought i would do that thing on wii where you restart the game and you have your things back...

So when i do this in skyward sword, it loads you back from the last saving point or the last loading zone...

IN TWILIGHT PRINCESS IM TELEPORTED TO THE START OF THE DUNGEON

SO I HAVE TO DO THE WHOLE THING AGAIN JUST TO GET TO THE BOSS FIGHT

Yeah... i closed it... i didn't bother trying to get to the boss again i was already getting tired

Anyway, how do ppl say Midna is less annoying than Fi???? In sksw when you're low health or something there is the indicator tiny in the corner of the screen, not bothersome at all, and the diologue is just one quick box...

MIDNA had her stupid logo at the bottom of the screen, BIG and annoying and her diologue is SO. SLOW

Every time i burn my shield she is instantly like "oops, better get a new one, dont want you perishing hehe" and if you dont immedietly go to get a shield she will tell you over and over till you do and its so annoying what the heck midna??? Ill have fi please.

(Also i returned to get a new shield from that gorok 5 times but i kept getting a buncha rupees back. Its just so annoying to go back and forth)

[dearestones]

Twisted Wonderland Matchup: Lilia Vanrouge #2

Anonymous Request: Can I please do a twisted wonderland match up? It's okay if you don't want to

I'm going to go by 🩷. I'm a female bisexual

Appearance : I am a filipino, I have medium black hair, tan-ish? Skin, I have glasses and I tie my hair into a ponytail, I'm 5'1 feet tall and kinda weak?

Personality: I'm very cheerful and very supportive, I'm also very talkative and friendly, I sometimes gossip, I'm a realist, I get scared easily, I'm a very forgetful person, Im a blunt and straightforward person, Im a phone addict, I'm kinda petty?, I'm very creative and I'm a family person

Likes: Anime, manga, video games, literally anything sweet, gyaru fashion, Ayesha Erotica songs (I don't support her I just like the songs), Laufey songs, animals, literally anything pink, kpop and spending time with my friends and family

Dislikes: bullying, animal cruelty, mean people and bitter food

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After going through the description given, I believe that you best pair well with Lilia Vanrouge!

You’re so cute! He’s just a hair taller than you, but he thinks you’re just the cutest. If you ever feel embarrassed about your weak physique or if you want to improve your musculature, Lilia knows some perfect exercise regimes just for you! You don’t have to take him up on that offer, but it’s always on the table!

Lilia adores your personality. He wasn’t always a cheerful fae like he is now, so he tries to live life to the fullest by not dwelling too much on the negatives and to be carefree. When he meets you, he likes how bright you are—like a bright star in the night sky. 

Talkative and friendly too? A wonderful combination! Lilia is always aching to get along with today’s youth. Even though he’s many connections in Diasomnia and in his many video games, he has yet to find someone who is as outgoing as you. Poor him, the children at Diasomnia are simply too shy and reclusive compared to his outgoing nature. It’s a good thing he met you!

Oh my, forgetful as well? You remind him of his charge, Malleus. Although, he must say, you aren’t as quiet or as brooding as he is. Perhaps you and Malleus should meet and get along with each other! Lilia always wants the best for his loved ones and sometimes, the best thing he can do is through bonding! Sharing experiences, broadening horizons, and moving past one’s comfort zones will inevitably help you grow as a person!

For as vague and obtuse Lilia may be, he finds that your blunt and straightforward nature amusing. Really, you remind him of his cute little Silver and Sebek! He’ll often tease you if he thinks that you’re being too serious, but if something is truly weighing you down, he’ll wisen up and take your issues seriously.

Addiction to phones is an unfortunate symptom of today’s newest generation, but Lilia knows a solution. Come with him to Diasomnia dorm and he can train you in the art of hand to hand combat! Or sword fighting! You won’t be a phone addict for much longer—if you’re too tired to play with your phone. 

Play video games and watch anime with Lilia. If the both of you are lucky, maybe you can even invite Gloomurai onto these online sessions. For some odd reason, Lilia delights in teasing the player, but he‘ll assure you it’s all in good fun. During these sessions, Lilia will talk about how certain scenes in the anime make him feel old or how it relates to his youth. Or maybe he’ll wait until you’re fully engrossed in the series before he sneaks up behind you and startles you when you least expect it. Regardless, you’ll always have fun with Lilia. 

Gyaru fashion? What is that? After you inform Lilia of what gyaru is, Lilia is keen on checking out the clothing and trends of that trend. He loves broadening his horizons and collecting bits and pieces here and there connecting to different fads. If he’s really into it, you find that he’s dying his hair into various shades of hot pink and beach blonde. Plus, it would also be great to take you out shopping so the both of you can get clothes to fashion yourselves based on this unique aesthetic.

Your taste in music is certainly unique! He’ll listen to some of your favorite songs and who knows? Maybe he’ll make covers based off them and entertain you the next time you visit Diasomnia. 

Overall, your friendship with Lilia is certainly one that bounces between your shared eccentricities and his need to reconnect with the youth. With you, he feels young and invigorated, as if he refound his purpose in life. 

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If you want to donate a Ko-Fi, feel free https://ko-fi.com/devintrinidad.

TWISTED WONDERLAND MASTERLIST

[bi-demon-ium]

AO3 Tag Game!

Tagged by @mvshortcut :) I did it here as well but now I'm doing it for this fandom/account bc I CAN (a lot of this will be directly copy/pasted if applicable im sowwy)

How many works do you have on AO3?

116. (Including snippet collections.) For this fandom/account. Far more if you count others,

What’s your total AO3 word count?

Okay this one it won't let me separate by pseud or fandom so you're just gonna have to live with being lumped in with all my MBS and a few other misc fics at "653,461". Didn't get the other accounts though. Man, I'm a mess

How many fandoms have you written for, and what are they?

Okay, well, this one by nature is also not solely for this fandom,

(number in parentheses is number of ao3 works posted)

The Mysterious Benedict Society (116) (including snippet collections)

Ted Lasso (44) (also including snippet collections)

Instinct (2) (one is a small snippet collection--)

House MD (1)

Death by Dying (1)

Gravity Falls, technically, but it was one crossover (1)

ditto with The Legend of Zelda (1)

King Falls AM (1)

The House in the Cerulean Sea (6)

Shadowhunters (??? at least 36) (some now hidden/lost)

Professor Layton (1)

The Librarians (2)

The Sandman (1)

The Mentalist (2)

Star Trek (AOS) (1)

Sanders Sides (at least 1)

Miraculous Ladybug (1)

Rosewell: New Mexico (2)

The Dresden Files (1)

That's stuff posted to ao3/finished. There's also, technically,

for stuff I published when I was twelve and I now refuse to acknowledge (not all bc of the fandom but bc the fic was Bad):

Doctor Who

Supernatural

Sherlock

Psych

Castle

Welcome to Night Vale

Avengers

A Series of Unfortunate Events

And then stuff I've written for but never finished:

Warehouse 13

Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency (2016)

Dirk Gently (2010)

SurrealEstate

Zoo (podcast)

Once Upon a Time

Scooby Doo

Person of Interest

The Goes Wrong Show

Spy Kids (???)

Ace Attorney

The Adventure Zone

Criminal Minds

Star Trek (TOS, TNG, and DS9)

Haven

MacGyver

Trollhunters

exactly one (1) joke The Magnus Archives fic

Percy Jackson and the Olympians + The Kane Chronicles + Tales of Apollo

Leverage

Pushing Daisies

The Sarah Jane Adventures

Megamind

Bones

Avatar: the Last Airbender

Lucifer

Some of these are deeply questionable and/or only have like two (2) wips or even posted works at most, but I'm thorough. Also, I will write about almost anything bc my brain loves to process things like this. I may have even missed something

Top five fics by kudos:

I was gonna have the snippets collections not count but I've got so many exact ties it doesn't matter.

gemini schmemini (136)

kate and her bucket sitting in a tree, S-P-Y-I-N-G (98)

caught (81)

[insert poetic title here] (81)

affectionate gestures<3 (81)

of rube goldbergs and weather machines (74)

tumblr snippets: mbs edition (74)

keeping out the cold (70)

birdsong (70)

Number Two Regrets Her Life Choices™ (68)

timeline? i don't know her (68)

That's actually 6 bc I made a mistake but I've already color coded them so whatever

Do you respond to comments?

I really try to, but then I get all in my head about it and/or am really really tired and put it off so long it then feels like it would be weird to respond because it's been forever. However, if there's a direct question or something I want to address/respond to, as in, I have something particularly unique to say or a question to answer, then I'll usually respond really fast.

And this fandom's smaller so if I'm slightly more likely to respond 😭

Also when I know who's commenting personally which is al ot more likely

What’s the fic with the angstiest ending you’ve ever written?

Honestly, I'm not a huge unhappy ending person, but. uhhh

solo

bring me home (in a blinding dream)

hollowed

seasalt

checkmate

dark side of the moon

wretched clarity

cruel kindness

green-eyed monster

the naming of cats

curled & crushed

oops

I didn't even look at the snippet collections lkgfhjh

Do you write crossovers?

Not often, but I rotate them in my brain. Honestly, though, I'm more inclined to write a fusion than a crossover proper. And even so, I tend to just be thinking about it rather than actually writing it. I've only written one crossover in recent memory (recently, that is) and it was mostly a joke about a shared actress made into actual angst. :)

Have you ever gotten hate on a fic?

Yeah lmao

Do you write smut?

😏 ......not for this fandom. That I'd post anyway

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

👁️👁️ not. Directly in this fandom

Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes!! also not in this fandom

What’s your all-time favorite ship?

In this fandom? Nicholas/Milligan. Overall, ever? Recency bias/hyperfixationitis says whatever I'm into the most at the moment. But generally for MBS I prefer gen (although I've written a lot of Nicholas/Milligan, that's partially because it's blissfully easier to find gen already)

What’s a WIP that you want to finish, but don’t think you ever will?

:(

SO many

Particularly minotaur, the dearly departed, and the "paralyzed" series. Oh and the hanahaki AU

What are your writing strengths?

I think I can write a really funny string of dialogue, and I'm also fond of fun metaphors, both in the elegant poetic way and in the more Douglas Adams/Terry Pratchett way (which is to say, still potentially elegant but also comedic as hell)

What are your writing weaknesses?

Motivating myself to write anything; being overly self-indulgent

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fics?

I'm extremely bad at linguistics in general, so if I must include someone talking in another language in my fic, I think I'd tend to cheat and do italics or some other indication that this is 'in another language' (ie "Where are you going?" she asked in Russian), but that's admittedly a lazy approach. But I also think it's probably better than butchering it with an auto-translator? Also, when people just include the translation in the end notes, even with a link (although that makes it marginally better) it breaks the flow of the story and makes it hard to read. Making an effort to at least match grammar is good (which I would do if it was for longer than a single scene, probably) but I think the best solution is when people know what they're doing and like, have an actual translation with a little html code so you can click on it and it reveals what it means? Or if you're clever, revealing what it means using context around it, but that has its own limitations. So that both like, uses the actual language and doesn't break up the flow. It balances accessibility, flow, and respect for the other language in question well. But you've got to both know what you're doing with the language (either asking someone/hiring someone/knowing the language yourself) and the html (although there are guides for that you'd have to spend time figuring it out + know it exists in the first place to look). And this is fanfiction, something we ultimately do for free in our spare time, so the lazy approach, I think, can be understandable. Maybe not in every context, but it's not worth stressing a lot over in a few random lines or anything, you know? It is really cool when people do know a language well enough to include it properly in a fic, though, it can say a lot about a character or dynamic; and their background(s) and like. it's neat :)

What was the first fandom you ever wrote for?

Ever? Doctor Who. In a shitty little notebook in middle school. Then there was some Star Trek (both TNG and TOS) and Avatar: the Last Airbender and Marvel and such, and then Supernatural (my first smut? extremely terrible Destiel smut. rip) and I think the first thing I ever posted was Welcome to Night Vale? Not sure.

What’s your favorite fic you’ve written so far?

Oh, man. I have no idea. Here's a few favorites from this fandom:

cain's lament

minotaur

shades of green

a hope in hell

Number Two Regrets Her Life Choices™

tagging:

PLEASE, if you want to do this, I'm begging you, tag me in it and do it. i'm too tired to come up with names im so sorry

[leffee]

Something to tie you over!

- whenever bored games get played with Vinnie around he never understands how to play even the simplest games out there BUT somehow every great while he wins out of pure luck it drives Russell (mr follows the rules crazy)

- Vinnie always looks good in photos even if he doesn’t know a picture is being taken he could have just woken up looks good he could be talking looks perfect sleeping looks adorable Zoe can’t figure out how he does it she says she has never seen a bad photo of him ever

- he LOVES pancakes idk why it’s just something I always see him enjoying they are soft,fluffy and sweet and his all time favorite thing he craves besides mangos he gets so excited and does a little happy dance in his seat when the pancakes are sat in front of him he has to have a limit though because he’ll keep eating till he pukes

- I feel like he would be able to touch his tongue to his nose and show it off whenever asked if he has and “special skills”

- he would have tattoos but they would each have meaning to him each and every one so if asked he could talk about them with pride!

- he copy’s anyone he’s around just out of habit or maybe because he wants to fit in or mimic his friends let me explain- for example in the episode where Mrs twombly was doing the DNA test and Sunil was mad Vinnie started to copy him by crossing his arms too after seeing Sunil do it- I feel like he would copy his friends because doesn’t understand what’s going on in general but others do so coping them is what works best if that makes sense

- whenever he’s really upset Sunil is the only person Vinnie will open up to because he’s the only one who knows how to since they are so close and he knows him so well it’s like second nature to know what Vinnie needs something everyone else can’t do for him

- he zones out so often that he’s missed parts of conversations and while watching tv so he gets lost at what’s happening with a lot of things it’s also something he does when he gets bored or wants to not listen to someone on purpose he’s gotten to good at doing it though and doesn’t realize how often he starts to do it a habit he’s trying to break because he’s tired of the lectures from others about paying more attention to things

- he hasn’t found a wine he’s liked yet but is still willing to keep trying different ones! beer though and hard liquors are alright he is more of a soda guy after all lol

- I have to add this in here because it makes me happy if Vinnie met Russell in another universe (the little hedgehog version)he’d immediately fall in love and hold him and repeat the words “baby rusty” “baby rusty” “baby rusty” over and over he’d feed him snacks and stop anyone else from taking him from his grip because he wants to be with him (according to Vinnie)so they’d have to eventually take him and give him back to Blythe while Vinnie tries to scream and take him back from her

- if you send Vinnie on a mission for something he’ll do whatever it takes to complete it because he’s determined until he gets distracted and he forgets what it was he was doing R: “Vinnie,where are you?” “I sent you to the store an hour ago” V: “oh yeah! Now I remember I was getting milk!” “Im at the mall!” R: “……”

- I feel like he would just have so many random facts in his head and they are super random so it’s anyone’s guess as to what he really knows and when it’s going to come out of his mouth

- he’s a piker and not in the way you’d think lol he sees a pimple it must be gone he’s got a healing wound from falling it must be gone a stray hair nope can’t be there Zoe tell me him that what he does will leave scars and that sticks in the back of his mind but he can’t help it and does it anyway

- he gets so dirty so fast to the point that he has spare clothes at the ready Just in case because it happens so often paints with minka dirty, it rains he’s muddy, eats it’s all over for him

- I feel like he would sometimes shave his legs or armpits because he likes how soft he feels and tells everyone to feel him when he does it

- being scratched is almost as good as being cuddled especially on his back it’s his other form of comfort it’s the one of his ultimate forms of touch and he lives for it

- he doesn’t like being in wet clothes they stick to him and are super uncomfortable so he whines about it when it rarely happens like when pepper pushed him into a pool or when it rained super hard or when he fell at the beach in the water just walking to close to the water he hadn’t changed into his swimsuit and he freaked out about it

- he believes in lucky objects like if he finds a penny or a four leaf clover. he thinks he’ll have luck the whole rest of the day holding either one

- sunil’s parents ask about Vinnie during video calls with Sunil. They check up on him because they’ve gotten just as attached as Sunil has and treat him like a second son. Vinnie loves it though and blushes/smiles when they compliment him in anyway because parent approval is something Vinnie longs for so badly…

- ok last one for now-

- Vinnie doesn’t understand gossip when the girls talk about it. so they freely talk in front of him he gets so lost on who is who and they tell him not to worry about it. he’s tried to ask the other guys why girls do it but they had to break it to him that everyone does it and it’s mostly harmless. well safe to say he did try it himself and ended up accidentally telling madam Pom that Zoe waxes her mustache.. luckily madam Pom is a good friend and explained to him his wrong doing and how it works.They both agreed to keep what he had said a secret in exchange of Vinnie never trying to gossip again lol

Hopefully this amount is ok for now! Sorry if there are any errors or mistakes I was typing fast! let me know what you think! :)

As I said, I already replied to this multiple times in my head, but now it's time to actually, physically reply to it :>. And thank you so much for sending me this when I was in hospital, believe me it really helped to entertain me for a good while, as Mario says let's-a-go:

yes exactly, he sometimes wins by pure luck and without a bit of trying. And of course it drives Russell crazy the most, I mean he follows the rules, actually thinks of strategies, learns from previous mistakes, all that stuff, but then there's Vinnie, who does the exact opposite and still ends up winning sometimes lololo and Russell is just at wits' end

this one actually made me verbally "awww", especially that sleeping part. Of course he looks adorable :3. And Zoe lmao, she's like Russell from the previous headcanon, because of course looking good in pictures is important to her and she tries her absolute best to look good in pictures and still sometimes deletes those pictures because "they're not good enough". And then there's Vinnie who gives absolutely zero fucks about something like that but somehow always ends up looking good ✨. And wait, idea for a follow-up headcanon! Zoe ends up having almost suspiciously big number of pictures of Vinnie on her phone because she tries to get a bad picture of him but just CaN't. "Zoe, why do you have like 200 pictures of Vinnie sleeping?" "Darling, shhh, it's not important."

omg that is also adorable, my boy eating his pancakes happily, sooo cute! And the eating till he pukes. Yeah, that's Vinnie, that's how I see it too. I imagine pancakes with mango would just make him so effing happy because it's basically just a combination of his two favourite foods

yes yes, and touch his elbow with it too. I mean, it's pretty reasonable to headcanon that or rather just headcanon him with a longer than average tongue since you know, lizards have long tongues and all that. But yes, this is my headcanon also. He can just do a lot of unusual things with his body

not only would he talk about them with pride, but he would show them off (sometimes even without being asked lol). And if they're on his arms then it's whatever, but imagine they're on his idk, chest or legs. And then he just starts removing his pants unasked. "Woah, woah, woah, what the hell are you doing? Stop taking off your pants in public!" "What? No no listen, I just have tattoos here, you need to see." Now that makes me also wonder if you have any specific ideas of exactly what tattoos he might have and what they mean.

ok ok yes, it makes sense, and he really does sometimes copies others, doesn't he? My favorite reason for him to do so is to fit in or because he thinks others are probably right so it's easier to just copy whatever they do. But also because he wants to be as similar to them as possible because they're the best and know better than he does. So yeah, he copies others to be more likeable to others (Tbh, according to psychology copying others' mannerisms does make them like you sooo.)

nawww, yes, I mean, it makes sense. And Sunil is just the only one allowed to know especially when he's sad, maybe really sad. I'd imagine that Sunil aside from different things also brings him snacks because he knows that Vinnie stress-eats and it helps him a bit. Though my Vinnie just does not open up to anyone because damn he does not deserve it, the little whiner

Ok, hear me out because I literally have the same headcanon, yes, he zones out a lot. But this one is honestly kinda canon-related? I mean the whole The Very Littlest Pet Shop episode was literally made in Vinnie's head like huh?? Well, not whole but most of it. Did you see how hard he zoned out? So yeah. My favorite part of this headcanon is probably that he just does that not to listen to somebody lmao. I mean, this is such a bastard move and I love it, "Yeah, I don't really wanna listen to this guy but walking off would be rude sooo," and then he completely zones out. I imagine he zones out a lot more when he's very sad, so he doesn't have to face the reality, he just puff! Not mentally there suddenly. However, I'd imagine others often catch up because they'd stop talking and wait for his reply and he's just standing there's motionlessly with gaze not exactly on them. And saying his name doesn't work either in those situations. Like you have to actually slap him sometimes in order for him to come back to reality. Once he does, he's completely bamboozled though because he has no idea what's been happening the last minutes. Also, because I have way too fitting clip I will link it here, because that's what it would probably look like

yeeesh, he is such a soda guy, that's true! And hey, good for him for looking still. To me he's not opposed to any alcohol but has ones that he likes more or less. But in general he prefers stronger stuff because they get him drunk faster and he's not drinking for the taste, you know?

oh my goodness, possessive Vinnie but with hedgehog Russell? Uh, heck ye. BitI just imagine that while Vinnie's all "baby Rusty" chanting Russell is just there with deadpan expression like "I'm literally a fully-grown hedgehog 😐". And while Vinnie's holding Russell he's all love and fluff: 🥰💕💖💗 but as soon as someone tries to take him away he hisses and is the exact opposite: 💀☠️🔥⛏️, he is NOT giving Russell back, he's his! He'll take him home and give him the best place to live possible, damn it!

oh yes, listen, being determined as hell is one of his defining characteristics for me at least, so if you give him a task he WILL do it. Kinda like with that always keeping secrets headcanon, he will keep it no matter what. Oh, but what was bro doing in that mall until Russell called then 😭. Just walking around aimlessly while completely zoned out I imagine. And yeah, if you consider that theadcanon with the headcanon that he often zones out it's not so surprising that he forgot what he was doing, is it?

yes yes, listen, yes. Like he's not stupid, but at the same time the facts he has are so random, he might not know something that is considered common knowledge, but will tell you in detail about something else related to this, and it will be so obscure. Wait, wait, I have a completely fitting for this too give me a sec, aaaand here:

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see, this is exactly what I mean, he just seems to have random patchwork of knowledge. To his defence, I also have no first clue where that thing is, must be Americans thing, and I hate America so

no, but I imagine when Zoe first told him that it did the opposite because Vinnie thought "oh, cool! I get to pick stuff and I will have cool scars from it? Yes, please." ANaaand then it turned out it's not the "cool" kind of scars, welp but he can't stop it anyway, typical OCD behavior 😌. No no okay I'm not serious with that though... I'm pretty sure it could be considered it, but on its own it's not enough to say anything really.

ok, but I imagine he forgot the spare clothes a few times and then had to borrow clothes. And he loves borrowing clothes from his friends. Maybe a few times he even "forgot" on purpose, just so someone will give him theirs, like in that painting with Minka case. That also made me think... what if one day he didn't change the clothes and he was all over in red paint. And after that someone saw him just walking around like that, let's say Penny, and she's like "...Vinnie, um, why are you covered in... blood like that?" "Huh? Oh no, lmao, it's just paint, red paint." But she still drags him into her house so he can actually look decent because holy shit that does not look good as it is now

yes, exactly! Me and you truly think the same about him sometimes. He would. He'd shave his legs and as soon as he sees any or all of his friends the first thing he does is show off his now hairless leg proudly and they are just like "ok?" not understanding how that's special but he just insists they should touch that leg. Some... are more willing than others. Minka is very willing for example, hell yeah give her this smooth smooth leg to touch. It's not every day after all that she gets to touch someone else's leg like that, let alone Vinnie's because most of the time he doesn't care about body hair especially on legs and just lets it grow

this this this omg, you know already how much I love this one. Yes, yeeeesh, he loves back scratchies. He just absolutely melts because it feel so good and will do basically anything if you give him a good back scratch, the longer the better. Literally, he doesn't mind it going on for hours if possible, rad marks on his back after that be damned. He also likes that because he has more back pain than he cares to admit. So yeah, he just melts and tries to make it go on as long as possible. And being scratched by more than one person? Oh goodness, he might actually kill just to get it

to be honest, who likes being in wet clothes ahaha. Vinnie doesn't, that's for sure. And Pepper is such a certified pool thrower, she absolutely does that. Especially with Vinnie bc she knows that he won't actually be mad (for too long) and also just because it's easy to push his small ass into a pool or anything else. Also, that beach part, I can't help but imagine him just falling fully face flat but then he's so unhappy that he's all wet that he just lies there for a moment wondering why has God forsaken him

ok, hear me out, what if in some twisted-Vinnie-logic, he though that if holding onto it (like the four lea clover) will bring him luck, then what if he ate it?! Surely that will bring him more luck... right? Not penny though, he wouldn't eat that... well, actually... maybe he would

ah this, I love Sunil's parents basically being Vinnie's parents too because he pretty much does not have ones. This is just such a good headcanon for me argh, I love it. I mean, someone has to ensure Vinnie is still sane, someone who will also be parental with him. Yes, he's basically their second son and he loves it, he loves them so much and is so happy to see them. Video calls are one thing, but he's so happy when they visit in person and practically bounces in anticipation

ok, bit isn't it kinda hypocritical? The girls all gossip like nobody's business but when Vinnie does it it's suddenly bad? Nah, I think we should let him, even if it's about Zoe waxing her mustache. But also, Vinnie and Madame Pom? Why do I like this dynamic when I think about it? Like? Yeeeees, let them be. I say, let him gossip, but not with any of his closest friends, someone else though like Madame Pom or Esteban or Pete. Idk, I think he should actually.

Brooo of course this amount is okay, any is honestly, because if you send me less? Good cause I will reply faster. You send me more? Great, because I love reading them :]

[endoyamato]

tagged by @dirtbra1n thank UU

1. Are you named after anyone?

my birth name - no. my chosen name - i like foxes lol.

2. When was the last time you cried?

yesterday at work because i got frustrated and overwhelmed haha

3. Do you have kids? / recommend a song?

this one :^)

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

i don't know but i... don't think so...? i genuinely have no idea, i do use it SOMETIMES but idk how much

5. What sports do you play/have played?

as a kid i did ballet, ballroom dancing, some gymnastics, but that's it. i can't really do any sports due to The Horrors (disability)

6. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

their hairstyle/color and eye color

7. Eye color?

no <3

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

SCARY MOVIES WITH HAPPY ENDINGS!!!!!

9. Any special talents?

i can find any book you need. even if you only remember when you read it, a vague plot point and the cover i can probably find it :)

10. Where were you born / what made you make a tumblr account?

i don't remember! i think a former friend had one and i was like ohhh cool... let's make one too! that was like 10+ yrs ago LOL

11. What are your hobbies?

viddy games, sewing, scrapbooking/collage making, drawing

12. Do you have any pets?

i have a kittycat named Pumpkin! he's a baby <3

13. How tall are you?

around 168cm

14. Favorite subject in school?

bulgarian lit because i could just read the textbook and when we had a good teacher i loved it, also bulgarian grammar because i was SUPER good at it. otherwise gym class because i was excused for life and could just eat snacks/doodle and my classmates couldn't bully me if they were participating

15. Dream job?

livable paycheck, chill, and doesn't make me want to die. the job i'm at currently is perfect <3 i have time to do things other than work (while at work though when im home im so tired i need to stim/zone out for 2 hours to recover from masking all day but it's not as bad as my former job so)

but otherwise i wish i could make money off my writing but oh well

TYYY

i tag @ogamagirl @junecsea @kendallroysmethpipe <3

[fractallogic]

Today I cried about my mom for the first time in public so that’s a milestone or whatever

It was my own dumb fault for saying to scone “well we can go to a chain place that won’t have a wait because it’s huge, or we can go to a hole in the wall that looks so good but will also probably make us wait for a while for a table”, because obviously neither of us wanted to wait for dinner, so we go to the old spaghetti factory

Now, the OSF was one of my absolute favorite restaurants when I was little and it has a powerful nostalgia hold on me (and sometimes I fantasize about their browned butter with mizithra cheese). My stepdad and I would go there sometimes when my mom had night classes (alternating with Denny’s, lmfao), I had so many birthday dinners there (including my 6th, which is when my grandparents learned that if you make the waitstaff sing to me, I will be so anxious and embarrassed that I will cry)… like idk, it has a chokehold on my deep childhood memories (but in a good way).

So OBVIOUSLY even at age 32 I am a little sad when we don’t get seated in the trolley car but also very excited when we’re seated right in FRONT of the trolley, and scone perplexedly takes a selfie with me so I can send it to my stepdad, and I think about family things, and old spaghetti factory, and how I have a set of 4 OSF souvenir glasses because my college roommate and I went to the one in riverside twice and both got Italian cream sodas both times, and how the one in Newport Beach was where my dad introduced me to dadwife, and how i always tried to eat around the vanilla in the spumoni ice cream because I’ve never liked vanilla ice cream (but obviously that’s not how ice cream works), etc etc etc

And the other times I was like “oh I should text my mom this photo” plus the realization weren’t quite as strong (except for the pasta e fagiole soup. Christ.), but oh boy, this time, just started weeping and gasping at the table when I realized that my mom was dead and I couldn’t text her the stupid selfie I made scone take with me

All of this is also taking place inside my head, so poor scone just sees me zoning out while he’s on his phone (because the Avs game was also on TV in the bar, so I was also watching that) and then suddenly FUCKING LOSING IT and is like oh my god are you okay what’s wrong what happened

And of course it’s at that exact moment that the waiter shows up with our food, and he’s like “uhhh… who… who had the manager’s favorite?…” clearly thinking that there had just been a breakup that he awkwardly interrupted

It’s been a really rough period of time for me re: mom, and I’m so tired of it. IM BORED, FEELINGS. PLEASE STOP. I GET IT. I MISS MY MOM. GO AWAY.

[hangezoeenthusiast]

well hello anyone who is actually on tumblr and hasnt forgotten about me. ive been offline for a year or so, had personal issues in my life, and also started high school so i wanted to focus on that. life update:

- im in 10th grade now :)) high school isnt that bad and there actually isnt as much fights as there was in past years. also im in a lot of advanced classes now

- i got new friends, and dumped my old ones(they were toxic)

- got into some new fandoms(call of duty, genshin[sorta i barely tolerate some people, I just try to play the game without interacting with the fandom], tmnt[i’ve always loved it], and others that I can't rlly think about rn

- got my working permit today :D after new years I'm gonna look for a job

- well I figured out I'm trans now (f-t-m), after years of question my gender and making excuses, I'm also pansexual :)

- the name I want my legal name to be is kaisen(kai is just a nickname and I dont use j anymore)

- body image stuff, sucks to suck but I'm trying everyday, slowly

- i actually have a girlfriend, we have been together for 3 months, and known each other for around 1 or 2 years. We are long distance(she lives in another country), time zones suck, but we make it work. We also met on genshin, so i guess i owe the game for that.

- im teaching myself how to draw, and also have been reading a lot of books lately

- family life isnt the best, im not gonna elaborate, but i just try to ignore it

it seems like a dream with how i acted a year ago. i seemed way more immature than what i do act now. i was so innocent i guess you could say, and i guess you could also say that i was just figuring myself out. and as im sitting in my bed, listening to The Neighborhood, im reminiscing. i do miss the friends that i had before i dropped them, and i really wish that i didnt push everyone away whenever i was in a depressive episode, but its the past. if i cant get over the past i’ll never be able to move on into the future. im just so glad that past me could get that experience of exploring themselves and meeting new people. also i was very very cringey i realize now, i feel like i was acting a sort of way to get recognition from people.

well anyways i dont think i’ll be writing anything anytime soon, i dont feel the passion i used to back then. maybe someday, but not today, and not the next. also thank you for 300 followers, that might not seem alot compared to other people, but it is for me. also thank you for all the support with the dsmp stuff even tho i stopped writing about them. i rlly didnt expect my stuff to blow up like that :))

well signing off:

kaisen(kai), have a fantastic day/night 😊

(ps: ive never deleted tumblr, and i was reading fanfics on here, i just was being lazy and didnt feel like responding to messages and updating my profile 😉 so to all the people who commented on my posts, i wasnt ignoring u, im too tired and my brain cells are the equivalent of 1 at the moment, but i’ll try to respond)